Day Two

Or as I shall refer to it: cooking day. When I went to bed last night, I left my room door open so Leo could wake me up if he was out of water or food or couldn't get to his litter box. Of course, he took full advantage of the opportunity and woke me up at six this morning, clamoring to be fed. I obliged him, and then stumbled back into bed, only to be awoken five minutes later by him jumping onto my bed (it shook the whole bed!) to tell me in no uncertain terms that he was still hungry. I just grabbed him close and held him for a bit (he hates being held). He left real quick after that and didn't come back, and I slept on. When I got up, I started cooking. I made blueberry pancakes, which I have never made before so I was quite proud with the result. Then I watched TV for a bit. I finally saw the movie Sophie's Choice (an excellent if not heartwrenchingly sad film). Then I made some tomato soup, but I put a little too much cayenne pepper into it - it was a tad bit hot for me. Then I started making some French bread, and then went outside to take care of the animals. My mom called just as I was lugging some water into the chicken pen. It made me feel kind of good that I could talk on the phone and pour water from a rusty bucket into a water tub for the chickens at the same time. Then I called my brother TJ and invited him over for dinner, but he'd already eaten, so it was again just Leo and me for dinner. I baked the French bread, cut up some sausage, drained some beans, and made red beans and rice. Then I opened a can of peaches and made a peach crisp/cobbler type thing (I didn't use a recipe, just some brown sugar and oats). Now Leo wants to go outside, but I won't let him because it's too late and because it's cold! Now I'm going to go find something to watch for a bit before I fall asleep...maybe The Passion of the Christ again (an excellent move in my opinion, almost enough to convert me), or maybe An Inconvenient Truth (a very interesting documentary), or maybe something all together different.